Standard (EADGBE)
Verse 1
Search with holy eyes
This vessel in Your hands
Sift and purify
By the standards You demand
Sculptor of my heart
Cast and forge my mind
With a quest for purity
And as the poet weaves his line
Compose You melody
Chorus
Please make of me
Your Kingdom's art
May You be pleased
Sculptor of my heart
Verse 2
You have fashioned perfectly
Your image in the Son
Shape and pattern within me
To be the paragon
Sculptor of my heart
Hew away those pieces
Which cause blemish to the whole
As the only skillful Master
Engrave Your name upon my soul
Chorus
Bridge
You create from a heart of stone
A vessel of honor that You call
Your own, Your own